Stop The Bus (Album Version)

We've

Been driving since the winter the

Destination doesn't change you

Know I can still remember the

Day you asked me for my name you

Are thee rock on the riverbed growing

Smoother every year you

Are the voice inside my head I

Can't believe you got me here stop

The bus and turn the radio up high and

Grab the first guitar you see and

Get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky tonight

You're sleeping next to me you

Give me something to remember each

Time you look into my eyes you

See through my trouble and my temper and

You call me out on every lie stop

The bus and turn the radio up high and

Grab the first guitar you see and

Get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky tonight

You're sleeping next to me thanks